The little men, how they shook with fear!
They scarce could stand on their feet.
They blink like mice with their little eyes.
(On the flow’rets the dew-drops shine)
“Nay! put up thy sword!” each Dwarf replies;
“Behold! here’s the magic twine!
“We heard of the order that Odin gave,
(The sunbeams redden the sky)
And the very best cord shall Odin have
To bind his arch-enemy.